In previous blog posts I have talked a lot about how journaling has always kept me grounded. It gives me a safe place to express intense emotions/thoughts/anxieties without judgment. Expressing my thoughts on paper helps to centre me, calm me, and allow me to reflect on my current life and life situations; and to find gratitude within the mess of…
Self-Reflection
Contemplating and reflecting on present feelings, hopeful dreams, life ambitions, and new beginnings.
I have not written of late. I have been struggling with content. It isn’t because I am at a loss for stories to share. It is just that my stories all seem so small compared to those from the dramatic turn of world events. I am struggling to comprehend, to process, and to express all that I am feeling in…
No one tells you what life will really be like when you grow older. Perhaps because no one really knows your journey – even I didn’t know my journey when I was many, many years younger. All I had was an idea – an ambitious dream. I was going to be an actor. Not just an actor, but a working…
Over these past few days I have kept busy diligently deep cleaning our home, and reorganizing as well as decluttering our space. I still have much to do, and I am trying to balance the tasks between my husband’s work-from-home schedule, my child’s school schedule, and my own work schedule. What would normally take four full days of deep cleaning…
June is a challenging month for me. It marks the occasion I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Each year that memory floods my conscious thought. I remember the gripping fear, the dimly lit room, the feel of the warm gel on my chest, the beeps and whirs from the machine, and the sound of the gun snap the moment the…
As I reflect upon this pandemic, the duration, the isolation, and the devastation, I cannot help but feel a great sense of bewilderment, perhaps even loss, within myself. My path is altered. My life is changed. It feels so unfamiliar to me. And I know that I have experienced this before. It is a parallel experience lived to that of…
As I was scrolling through my Facebook feed, a memory from one year ago popped up. It was an introduction to my newest post entitled Welcoming in the New Year that I had written January 07, 2020. Truth be told, I couldn’t remember what I had written, as it had been one year ago. And, lets face it, 2020 was…
I do believe that on New Year’s Eve there was a collective global sigh of relief – thank goodness THAT year has passed. It was a year of loss, fear, and turmoil. All across the world we grappled with ever-changing circumstances forcing us all to adjust how we function within society – how we work, how we interact, and how…
It is that time of year again. The sky is grey, murky, temperamental. The air is crisp, cool, and damp. The sun hides behind the slate clouds that pepper the sky. It is late autumn. That time of year when the trees have lost their vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows, where the days feel colourless, bleak, and dismal, and where…
It has been nine days. Nine full days…. Nine days ago my treatment for breast cancer ended. Nine days ago I completed adjuvant therapy. It has taken these past nine days for me to comprehend the significance of this, and to wonder what the next part of my journey will entail. It has been strange hitting these milestones in the…